At the rear mountain of Divine Sword Mountain, Li Huarong wore a faint smile as she looked at me, but her eyes shone with expectation. I had no idea what she was expecting from me.
Actually, after thinking it over from every angle, I had considered many possibilities for why she wanted to see me, but in the end, they all pointed to the Twelve Heavenly Sword Chapters. By now, I possessed the nine fragments known as One-Sword Control, Inner Swordheart, Yin Sword Body, Yang Sword Body, Sword-Sealing Seed, Outer Swordheart, Sword-Wielding Seed, Sword-Sealing Seed, and Sword-Guarding Stance—almost half of the complete set. If this old woman did not want them back, I found that almost impossible to believe.
And I had already made up my mind. Even if she wanted them, I would not give them to her.
Li Yingxiong was standing beside Li Huarong as well. It seemed that he would be the next sect master of the Divine Sword Immortal Sect. After all, the circumstances of this meeting were rather special—it was practically the old woman receiving an honored guest in her own home.
"Little Friend Yun, have you been getting used to things in my Divine Sword Immortal Sect these past two days?" Li Huarong asked with a beaming smile.
"I can't say I've gotten used to it, but I can't say I haven't, either. It's just that the concentration of immortal energy hasn't reached the level I need, which is somewhat regrettable." I smiled.
"Many years ago, the aura here was nowhere near so abundant. It was only because the demonic dragon nourished us in return that the inhabitants of our realm were able to touch the threshold of the Heavenly Dao and break through into a realm like the Heaven-Top Realm. Moreover, we could